"Oh yell, it seems Rivers can't sit still anymore. This guy also changed his lineup by imitating the Suns."

Kenny Smith was a little angry at the commentary seat, especially after seeing the Celtics substitution, he hoped to see Rivers make a counterattack immediately.

If you can play so hot in the first quarter, then this game will definitely be exciting. As a commentator, Smith is afraid of not being exciting. The more the hotter the scene, the more excited he feels.

Barkley also had the same problem with him, but compared with Smith, the bald Fliggy might be a little more excited because he saw that the bastard boy Chen Feng had taken off his coat and stepped into the field.

Although this is the second time that Barkley has watched Chen Feng on the sidelines, he seems to feel that that guy can bring joy to himself every time. I don’t know what tricks this kid will do this time.

Although the relationship between Barkley and Chen Feng is not a fellow brother like Larry Johnson, in terms of temperament, Barkley and Chen Feng obviously appreciate each other more, and both of them are a little bit stingy.

Barkley can still remember the scene when he first met Chen Feng. The boy obviously knew who he was and dared to challenge him in person. Judging from the situation at that time, if Barkley took action, he would definitely fight back.

"That's a lunatic, I don't doubt this at all." When Tacanian asked about this little conflict, Barkley spoke out bluntly, but it was precisely because of this that he valued the boy Chen Feng more. He didn't have a temper and was called a man? Barkley beat O'Neal back then.

"The Celtics' tactics may also change. I think the Suns' chasing points may slow down. Kenny, now we can make a bet. I bet that before the end of the first quarter, the Suns will definitely have no chance to overtake the score." Barkley said to his partner.

"Charles, you will never learn from your lesson. Just like last time you kissed the ass, your luck in gambling was not good. Since you chose to let me take advantage, I bet the Suns can overtake."

Kenny Smith may have been used to the stubbornness of his partner, especially about gambling. As long as they have a chance, they always have to gamble, but most of them are Barkley, the guy who lost, so Smith doesn't mind doing another move this time, let alone he thinks the Suns can indeed overtake.

Just look at the previous few minutes of the game, you will know that D'Antoni's team is already a little crazy. If you want to limit their speed, you can't just change individuals. Moreover, the Celtics replaced Jefferson, which is equivalent to missing a stable scoring point, which is not wise to do so.

But Kenny Smith seemed to have forgotten the relationship between Barkley and Chen Feng, and he also forgot to explain the confrontation between the Hornets and the Celtics here, how that kid dealt with those group of Hornets.

Anyway, the bet between Barkley and Smith was decided, and I just hope Chen Feng wouldn't really let him lose again.

"Boy, if you don't want me to pull you over with whiskey, it's better to be more accompanied!"

Barkley probably just needs to start the microphone and call Chen Feng now. He doesn't want to lose the gambling game all the time.

But in the eyes of most people, the Celtics' change of players like this will definitely weaken their strength.

Not only did it seem unwise to do this, D'Antoni was also thinking when he saw the personnel changes of the Celtics, "Are these guys ready to continue playing close-fits defense with us?"

D'Antoni was a little confused about Rivers's thoughts now, but seeing his opponent replaced Jefferson, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, that guy's attack power in the inside was indeed very strong.

It was just that the opponent replaced the bald boy with obvious Asian identity. Although D'Antoni also slightly swept the battle reports of other games, he had not deliberately watched the video of the game between the Pistons and the Celtics.

So his impression of Chen Feng was more about provoking himself before the opening.

The Suns' assistant coaches did not focus on Chen Feng. Compared with him, Pierce's core is more worthy of their research. First-grade novices? Let's just stand aside.

"A first-year novice is so arrogant. Maybe he should have suffered a little to know that the NBA is not that easy to get along." The person D'Antoni is thinking about now is Pierce, not Chen Feng, but he doesn't mind asking Dior and Marion to teach the kid a lesson so that he can restrain himself.

Dior and Marion had no good feelings for Chen Feng, a young boy who challenged him before the start of the game. They even wanted to kill this bald man who looked a bit arrogant.

"Boy, if you don't want to be injured, it's better to stay away from me." The Celtics kicked off at the bottom line, but Dior kept hanging by Chen Feng. He hoped to verbally warn the new guy.

Although the two of them looked a little taller, Dior was very confident just after fighting with Jefferson, and facing a rookie, he could yell at the other side.

But in Barkley's opinion, Dior's behavior is completely fine. Although Barkley couldn't hear what the two were saying, he had experience in playing basketball. He could tell at will that based on the physiques of the two, Chen Feng's body with a sharp edge and angular tendon flesh was so tough.

Dior's physique is pretty good, but compared to a beast like Chen Feng, it's not enough to see.

"French basketball players are all girls like you who can only nag in other people's ears?"

Chen Feng choked Dior without even replying, and before Dior could reply, he answered a few more words.

"If you think you are awesome enough, just go to the basket and wait. Is it interesting to be whispering here?"

"If I don't beat you up in the inside, even if you old boy has never eaten leeks in your life!"

Dior was a little stunned by such a series of saliva. He really didn't expect that a first-grade novice would dare to be so unscrupulous and arrogant. Moreover, that guy was just facing him and squirting wildly?

Originally Dior was going to give his opponent a warning, but now he turned around and yelled at him as the other party! And the boy's voice was very loud, and the guys around him all heard it.

Rondo and Pierce almost laughed unkindly, and even Marion had a weird expression on his face.

Perkins is so honest and just wants to give Chen Feng a thumbs up and say, "You are so awesome!"

Although Dior is a French man, he has never seen any Asian dare to be so bold. You know, he has not been quarrel with Yao Ming. That big guy is very modest and polite.

But, where did this bald head pop out? How dare you spit at me like this!?

Of course, Chen Feng didn't have time to deal with Dio's staring and panting. He was on the field with the mission. If this was not completed, I guess that guy Rivers wouldn't have to kick his ass in the back?

How could I have time to talk like such a silly French stupid nonsense? If I had that time, I might as well make a pick-and-roll for Rondo. As for whether the other party was ripped off by himself, Chen Feng didn't care at all.

It was enough to make Dior depressed, but when he retreated to the near three-second zone to prepare for defense, his feet were pushed away by a powerful impact before he could stand firm.

"I borrowed it, I won't care if I hit you!" This sentence sounded in my ears. Before Dior could understand what was going on, he was hit by a powerful force and sat on the floor.

This is not the end. Dior sat on the ground and wanted to look up at what was happening, but when he looked up, he saw a huge basketball being stuck from the basket, and it hit him! It immediately hit his face. The sore feeling began to spread from the tip of his nose to the tear glands.

"I'll go! You're a damn girl, you're so excited! You just got two points, and you were crying like this?"

Dior was so angry that he couldn't stand up and swung his fist because his eyes were crying, and there were bursts of soreness on the tip of his nose.

The members of the Suns team next to them were speechless. They really didn't know what they were doing. They were watching it well on the outside, and Nash also entangled Rondo.

But no one expected that Rondo suddenly changed direction. Under the cover of Tony Allen, he did not pass the ball to Pierce, but threw a very hidden pass and directly gave it to Chen Feng.

As a result, Chen Feng received the ball, turned around and resisted Dior without any pause. After using his body to squeeze out Dior head-on, he rushed to Marion's block and dunked directly.

Only then did he know how powerful this guy was in the slam dunk. Anyway, the basketball was stuffed into him.

Then the Nets' friction failed to stop the basketball from smashing through, and then, Dior's tragic guy raised his head, and the basketball really hit his nose without any suspense.

A second later, Dior was already in tears. Not only was he smashed, but he had to be squirted by Chen Feng.

“…, uh, Charles, why do I feel that kid plays even better than you….”

Kenny Smith didn't know what to say at this time. He just pointed at the basket with a strange expression, and had no idea what adjectives to use to describe what happened just now.

Barkley was even more straightforward and didn't respond at all. He just held the microphone and laughed wildly.

"Boy, you're so fucking like me!" Barkley was almost laughing at this moment.

At this moment, Rivers and Thibodeau almost covered their foreheads with their hands, and muttered, "God, I really hope this kid is not my player, this crazy kid!"

But Chen Feng's fierce attack made the North Bank Garden Arena, which had just been silent, boil again!

Suns!? What's scary? Don't forget! We have the number one lunatic in Boston!

He is fearless, even if you are the number one in the West! He will still win it!

(The second update, the rest will be left tomorrow, about three chapters, today I have two thousand words of update, and I have to say that if you have comrades who don’t want to read it, don’t bother to go to the book review area to tell you how trash this book is. If you don’t like it, don’t read it, so as to save you from being confused. Then I have to grind your teeth here. You said right, why bother?)
Chapter completed!